At Least They Do Have A Hole
Come on, marvel at my self-made bagels. I admit it’s kind of hard to marvel at something you can neither see nor smell nor taste, but just pretend that could and marvel about them.
Believe me, for a second try at making bagels they’re not too bad. The first time was some years ago and while they didn’t exactly suck, they weren’t that much like bagels either. These are. They’re unmistakenly bagels. They look like bagels and they taste like bagels. They’re just not as beautiful as the ones you can buy.
Yet. Because I believe that with time comes technique and I therefore with time I will become an excellent bagel baker. And then you can all come for breakfast. We’re having pancakes of course.
Another thing I learned today is that yeast and I? Still not friends. We’re trying hard and eventually we come to a compromise, but we’re not exactly best buddies.
Then again, with time…